The Zabini Ward
by curlygurly82
Summary: After the war, Ginny applies for the job as doctor on a select team of doctors at St. Mungo's Hospital, but her boss just happens to be her worst enemy that is intent on making life there miserable for her.  somewhat inspired by House M.D.
1. Dr Xavier

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"Paging Doctor C.G. to the Newborn Ward."

Ginny was being rushed by Althea, another nurse in St. Mungo's, to her first meeting for her new position that she had in five minutes. "You must know dear that he wouldn't ask about you, unless you were highly qualified for the position," said Althea while running her past the emergency section of the hospital.

"I understand completely. I was just getting used to my position in Unforgivable Ward, that's all." Ginny was a little peeved that after having worked at St. Mungo's for less than a week she was already getting repositioned and having to start over again.

Being a nurse at St. Mungo's had been Ginny's ambition since the war ended and she had always been set on succeeding thoroughly. During the war she was forced into the position of taking care of the wizards and witched who were harmed in battle. Ever since then the reality of becoming a medi-witch had fallen into place.

Ginny wasn't told much about this new position except that she was being recruited to a team of wizards and witches who were in charge of a very classified part of the hospital. The man that had asked for her had been Dr. Xavier who was a graduate of Hogwarts like herself and was she presumed all too picky about who was on his team.

"Here we are Ms. Weasley," said Althea, "The Zabini Ward." Of course it was named after a prestigious wizarding family.

She faced two glass double doors that had no indication as to what was on the other side because of a thick foggy sheen that blocked the view through them. In silver font it stated clearly "Zabini Ward". She tugged on the door, but it didn't budge.

"Oh, deary, the password is Blaise," Althea said before walking off down the hall back the way they had come. Ginny uttered the password and again tugged on the door, finally having it open for her. She faced a large room with a square glass table in the middle where four people sat in conversation. There was a man with pale blonde hair standing off facing away from the door looking out a window towards Diagon Alley.

"You're late," said the figure by the window. The rest of the people sitting at the table turned their attention towards her as her cheeks flamed red.

"I'm sorry. You see, the woman who brought me got –"

"I don't want to hear some petty excuse," he said without remorse, "Sit down with the others and carry on please." Ginny hurriedly put her purse and coat down on a nearby couch and sat down next to a brunette woman at the glass table. The dark man at the head of the table resumed the conversation that she had interrupted.

"The patient started vomiting along with a fever around ten o'clock this morning, and we've treated him for stomach flu, food poisoning, and the regular flu and cold, but he has not responded to any of the treatments. He now has a migraine and more flu like symptoms, but I can't figure out his diagnosis."

The figure, whom Ginny assumed was Dr. Xavier, spoke up. "Have we tried any of the muggle anecdotes?"

"Yes, but the patient still has not made any progress." The table sat in silence as they contemplated the situation. Ginny was surprised at their lack of knowledge and decided she should speak up.

"May I make an insight?" She shyly lifted her hand as if she were a schoolgirl raising her hand in class.

"Please do," responded the man at the head of the table.

"I believe the patient has Swine Flu. It has all the same symptoms of the common flu, but not treatable with Flu medicines. This flu has been circulating around the muggle world and was bound to spread eventually." The table stared at her, contemplating the information she had just given to them.

"How is it treated," asked Dr. Xavier.

"The potion used for the regular flu could be modified to fit to the virus, while the muggle method is just a shot that further prevents it from worsening but doesn't exactly rid the patient of the symptoms," she said with more confidence now that the table had accepted her diagnosis.

"Well, Ms. Weasley, I expect you to make this potion along with the help of Dr. Greengrass this afternoon and have it tested and prepared by tomorrow for the patient to use," said Dr. Xavier still looking out of the window.

"D, I have to complete potions for three maladies the rest of the day so I won't have enough time to help Ms. Weasley with the potion," said the brunette sitting next to her.

Ginny finally realized who she was and registered her as Astoria Greengrass whose family owned many shops in Diagon Alley, but she was curious as to why she was a doctor in St. Mungo's making potions instead of living the high life.

"Well, then I guess I will have to assist you, seeing as the other doctors are busy with their own tasks," Dr. Xavier turned around from the window proceeded to walk into the next room while Ginny gasped and sat in utter shock of who Dr. Xavier really was, Draco Malfoy.

**Ok so I know that whole thing was really predictable and probably really slow, but trust me when I say the next chapter will be so much better and exciting. Please review… I could really use advice because this is the first fic I've been committed to. : ) Thanks so much! – Curlygurly82 **


	2. The Boss

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Well that was a pleasant surprise. Ginny was utterly shocked at the fact that her new boss was in fact Draco Malfoy and that he went by the name of Dr. Xavier. She sort of just stood there for a couple of seconds staring at him in shock. Finally someone broke the silence.

"Don't gape Weasley. It's unbecoming of you," and with that he walked into his office next door. Ginny snapped out of her day dream and promptly followed him.

"Malfoy," she said, but nothing else.

"What Weasley?" Draco snapped around and looked at her sternly.

"Um," she contemplated what to say, "It's a surprise to see you. I, uh, had no idea you worked here let alone was my new boss."

"Well I didn't expect you to," he turned back towards his work, "and I would appreciate if you did not call me Malfoy while at work. I go by Dr. Xavier and no one but you and Ms. Greengrass know that I am a Malfoy. So please try not to gossip."

"Of course," said Ginny, "I would never."

"Well then… Get started on the potion and I will assist you around twelve o' clock." With that he turned back to his work leaving Ginny to return to her work.

Ginny had been working in the Potions Room for over two hours when Malfoy had finally arrived.

"Nice of you to finally show up," she said with a hint of spice.

"There's the Weasley temper that I've been waiting for." He smirked and started inspecting her calculations for the potion.

"And there's the trademark Malfoy smirk _I've_ been waiting for."

"Well we can't always show our family hatred in a work setting you know, Weaselette," his smirk grew even more.

"Malfoy, or should I say _Ferret_, you surprise me. After that little display of your cold demeanor earlier I'd say you absolutely didn't want me in your ward." Ginny started mixing potions together in a cauldron while Malfoy pulled more ingredients out of a giant pantry.

"I wouldn't haven't chosen you if I didn't think you weren't somewhat a decent medi-witch." Ginny was a little shocked. Had Malfoy just complemented her?

"I'll take that as a complement Malfoy," she said with a genuine smile, "You're not so bad yourself." The two continued with the work: mixing potions and starting new potions after ruining the first ones.

"How did you get here anyway Malfoy? Weren't you practically born a death eater?" Ginny tried to keep the atmosphere light and easy, but it seemed that after the pause that occurred after her curiousity, why he was here was not a light and easy answer.

"Well, after the war, I was working to clean up Malfoy Manor with my mother and she fell ill. I really couldn't bear losing her because my father is gone. I started nursing her, but was unable to save her." He stopped for second.

"I'm so sorry Draco, that's awful." IT was the first time she had used his name for the past ten years.

"After losing her, I decided that I didn't want others to experience what I had, and I applied for medical school, and here I am the best and youngest medi-wizard at St. Mungo's." He finished making his potion and put it in a dropper to test on mice.

"And, why are you here Weasley?" he concluded.

"Well, I've always wanted to be a medi-witch, ever since I saw Madame Pomfrey heal me in my first year. My choices were either be a medi-witch or a runway model, but after I stopped growing at 5'2 I gave up that dream," Ginny chuckled as the thought of her younger self posing in front of her mirror dreaming about being on the covers of magazines.

"Really? A model?" The tone had lightened up in the room finally, "For some reason, I can sort of imagine that happening." Ginny gave him a quizzical look questioning his comment. "You always were such an individual spirit and kind of showy and pushy. I figured someday you'd be bossing me around, not the other way around."

"Well I guess the stereotype of models being diva's could fit my personality, but I don't think I'm so materialistic anymore," Ginny said, "I think I've found what I want to live for."

"And what's that?"

"Happiness, strength, friendship… love. I guess I really just want to experience life in the most joyful way possible," she said thoughtfully.

"I think that's what everyone would likbve, but sometimes it's hardly attainable," he smirked again as he worked on feeding the potion to the mice with swine flu.

"I beg to differ. I think if you live life the right way, it can be truly rewarding," she said confidently.

"I've been trying to do that for the past six years Weasley, but my life's still a living hell. While of course you have an easy life with your worship of all things bright and beautiful. " Malfoy said bitterly.

Ginny was not at all flattered by this comment and retorted back. "Maybe, it's because of your past as a Death Eater, and the fact that you have no compassion for the things around you. And I don't go and 'worship all things bright and beautiful'. I've gone through many hardships that have made me feel worthless and evil." Ginny's face was starting to slowly turn a dark shade of red, blending with her hair.

The conversation had quickly turned dark as Draco set down what he was working on and faced her in anger.

"You, Weasley, have no idea what I have been through, and for you to accuse me of being a death eater, when you know almost nothing about me, is insulting. And bloody hell, you have no idea the life I have lived, while your life has been 'happy happy joy joy' without any issues!" With than Draco stormed out of the room and disappeared down the hallway. Ginny sat at the table and took a deep breath, recounting what had just occurred.

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	3. Screwed Up

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Ch 3- Screwed Up

Draco and Ginny hadn't spoken to each other in weeks. During meetings in the Zabini Ward, he would only address her when she had something to say about the patient or case, but never about anything personal. The silence was starting to get to Ginny and she felt that she should say something to him to clear up the tension, but the opportunity never came.

Ginny was working the late shift and was volunteering in the newborn ward and rocking Eloise, a newborn girl, to sleep. The little girl was sleeping peacefully in her arms and Ginny watched and thought about all of her stresses.

Ginny was currently living in Muggle London and had separated from Harry just months before. She had to admit it was hard to live without somebody for a while and her flat seemed hauntingly empty, but she honestly didn't miss Harry at all. She had wanted him so badly as a little Hogwarts Gryffindor, but once they had gotten together, her feelings started to change, finally ending in their breakup. Now at the age of 25, Ginny wanted love so badly now that she didn't have someone to share it with. There were many bachelors who lusted after her now, but she could never see past the immaturity of them from her Hogwarts days. Just in the middle of her thoughts, someone entered the ward.

Draco opened the door with a yawn plastered on his face. He started to walk in the room but stopped at the sight of Ginny sitting in the chair. He gave her a quick nod before turning towards the bassinets in the center of the room. Ginny stared at him from across the room, frozen in her seat, and letting the tension boil in the space between. Finally Draco turned away from the children and faced Ginny. "I just wanted to say I'm sorry."

Ginny just stared at him thinking there was more to his apology. "I shouldn't have said those rude things to you and I truly am sorry. I know those words were fueled from pure anger and frustration, but I know that you're a better person than I will ever be, and I hope I didn't ruin things and we can still be friends." He let out a deep sigh and waited for her to say something, anything.

Ginny stared back with a cold expression on her face which broke into a huge smile, "Well looks like the ferret has a heart after all," she said jokingly. Draco looked as if he had a huge weight lifted off his shoulders. He even smiled a little bit. Ginny said on a more serious note, "But I too am sorry. I shouldn't have judged because I know now that you are nothing like the ferret I knew you to be. I don't want to know what exactly you have been through, but know that I'm here for you if you want to talk. So, yes I think we can still be friends." Draco smiled a little bit more at the comment.

"Good, because I thought that Weasley temper was going to get the best of you and you would bat-bogey hex me". They both laughed and Ginny made a face as if to say "who me?" The laughter died down, and Ginny looked back at the baby she was holding in her arms.

"Draco," she said to get his attention away from the child she was holding, "You never did tell me why you go by Dr. Xavier." He sighed as if he had heard this question asked before. "I mean, don't people recognize that you're a Malfoy?"

"Not really. I don't want people to know where I come from no matter. My family has done awful things and I don't want to be associated with the evils of my family," he paused and went on, "Xavier is my middle name, but it was given to me after my great uncle Xavier who I think is the only Malfoy's who didn't fit the Malfoy stereotype of being wicked – "

"Except for you," interrupted Ginny.

"What do you mean?"

"You are one of the only Malfoy's that aren't truly wicked," she said with a smile.

Draco's lips curved into a small smile as he said, "Why do you say that especially after all the hatred I projected towards your family?"

"Look what you're doing here Draco. You are saving lives by taking up this job as a healer. You don't discriminate against patients like some of your family probably would, and despite your past, you're able to forgive and change your personality for good. And you should use your real name to show everybody that Malfoys can be loving and gracious," Ginny said this with so much grace and love in her voice that Draco was surprised at the amount of emotion he was feeling towards her.

"I think that is probably the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me," he said thankfully.

"I would hug you right now, but I've got my hands full," said Ginny as they both looked down at Eloise.

"Who is she?" Draco said nodding towards the baby.

"Her name is Eloise Caprice. She was found on the streets of Magic Paris, and someone knew to send her here for proper care. ," she said rocking the baby back and forth.

"That's awful," He said, "And I thought we were pretty screwed up." He smirked at the comment.

"I guess we are kind of screwed up," Ginny said with a small smile.

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	4. Of Friends and Masquerades

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Ch. 4- Of Friends and Masquerades

Ginny walked out of her apartment building and into Muggle London. She hadn't yet changed into her work robes, so she still looked like a muggle person. She walked down the street to a local café before her day, to get some muggle drink called coffee and a Danish for breakfast.

She continued down to the Leaky Cauldron to access Diagon Alley, making her way to work. As she was walking down Diagon Alley, she noticed Draco walked towards St. Mungo's, but with a female companion, Astoria Greengrass. Astoria was also working in the Zabini Ward with the case team, and she seemed rather fond of Draco. Ginny observed them from a far stance behind them, and watched their body language of laughing and flirting, but she didn't remain unnoticed for long. It had been a week since her and Draco's encounter in the Newborn Ward, and they were fairing nicely; making weasel/ferret jokes and being friendly. She had to admit that he looked absolutely gorgeous standing there with Astoria in his sweater and muggle jeans. Ginny was starting to recognize other feelings than friendship for him, but was scared to let them develop in fear of her family and rejection.

"Ginny!" shouted Astoria, motioning for her to meet them. Ginny walked a head as the catch up with them. "Ginny, it's so good to see you. How was your evening?" Astoria was always polite.

"It was fine. Just relaxed after a long day's work," she said nonchalantly, "How about you all," she said remembering her manners.

Astoria spoke for the two of them. "Well Draco and I went and visited our friend Blaise in his new home in Hollowsworth. Have you heard of it?"

"No I haven't. Where is that?" Ginny knew Astoria was dying to tell her about the home and its location.

"Well, Hollowsworth is this little town near Godric's Hallow, but the houses are far from little, darling. They are practically mansions, these houses, but Blaise's house is far larger than the other houses, of course," Astoria broke off the breathe, "And then –" We had entered St. Mungo's and it seems she had seen someone she knew. "Hold on, my dear friend Annabell is over there, but have no fear, I will continue this story in another minute. Meet me in the meeting room?"

"Of course," said Ginny cheerily. Ginny and Draco started walking through the halls to get to the Zabini Ward. "Well you've been awfully mute, ferret," said Ginny.

"You know you don't have to listen to her story," he said with a smirk on her face.

"Well, I thought I would give her the satisfaction of telling the story to at least someone." They aooriached the door, and Draco held the door open for her.

"Weasley," Draco said. He never addressed her this way. IT was always Weasel or Weaslette, "I'm having a masquerade ball this weekend and I was wondering if you would like to attend. I know its late notice, but I consider you, as hard as it to believe, one of my friends." Draco didn't look one bit worried about her reply, but seemed as though he expected her to say yes.

"What? Us? Friends? You've got to be kidding," she said sarcastically.

"O. Don't give me that," he laughed, "I think it's safe to say we're not enemies and certainly not acquaintances, so I think we're friends."

"hmm… I think I can make it. Is it alright if I bring Luna?"

"Yes, seeing as she'll already be there because Blaise is her boyfriend," he said as he turned to enter his office.

"O right," she had completely forgotten that Blaise and Draco were best friends. Ginny turned around and her cheeks heated up, probably a deep shade of red. She couldn't help but feel nervous though because this was Draco Malfoy, and to be one of his friends let alone be invited to one of his parties meant that one was a _very_ important person. It was almost like she had just been invited to join a secret society of the rich and famous, except they really were far beyond rich and famous.

Draco poked his head back out of his office. "And I know your money situation is kind of tight so Astoria offered to loan you a dress."

Ginny was touched by the offer, but slightly insulted by his thoughts of her not having something appropriate to wear, no matter how true it may be. "Um, thank you."

"No problem."

Ginny approached the door of Astoria's flat and was about to knock when the door flew open.

"Ginny!" Astoria was smiling from ear to ear and embraced Ginny in a hug. "Darling, I'm so excited to pick out a dress for you!"

"I'm really thankful that you're lending me something, because God knows I have nothing to wear." They both laughed.

"Well no worries, my dear, Astoria is here," she jumped up and down and started to clap. She then led her into her flat. Ginny was not used to seeing Astoria without her lab coat do seeing her in a crème dress was different. Astoria was absolutely radiant. Her long black hair hung down her back and spiraled into loose curls at the end. She wore black heals with her dress and was wearing bright red lipstick. Ginny felt self conscious of her floral sundress that she had gotten from a Muggle store _H&M_.

"Well," started Astoria, "I couldn't let you wear one of last season's dresses, so I phoned by friend David who works at this muggle store Sacs Fifth Avenue, to pick out some dresses for you." They walked into a grand foyer where there were racks of dresses lined up.

"Oh! I couldn't possibly pick one out Astoria. It's too much to ask."

"Dear, I insist. And besides David told me that you can pick up one no charge."

"Wow…" said Ginny.

It was the night of the ball and Draco was fussing with his tie for his dress robes.

"Here, let me do it," said Blaise from across the room. Blaise had come early to oversee the decorations and placement of things before the infamous Malfoy Masquerade.

Draco was nervous, but he wasn't really sure why. He had invited all of his close friends, about twenty of them, and he had known them all practically all of his life, but he was a little worried that Ginny was going to have trouble fitting in. He felt that they had a special sort of bond now since they shared that moment in the Newborn Ward, and he felt inviting her was part of his apology and attempt to get to know her better.

"Mate! Relax!" Said Blaise when he finished tying Draco's tie.

"Trust me, Blaise, I'm trying. I just think I really like her," he said uncertainly.

"I'm sure Astoria will love you none the less," said Blaise with a knowing smirk.

"Not Astoria you prick! Ginny!" Blaise stopped and looked at Draco funnily.

"You mean the Weasley girl?"

"Yes, 'the Weasley girl'. We've been getting along at work – "

"Are you sure because I would think World War III had broken out?"

Draco ignored the comment. "And it turns out we have a lot in common other than our family differences. And she's just so beautiful Blaise." Draco rubbed his face in stress on how the night would go. Blaise, however, was shocked because he had never seen a girl have so much of an effect on Draco. If Draco was acting like this, Blaise knew that Ginny must like him too, because Draco wouldn't bother if he didn't think she liked him too.

Draco and Blaise were downstairs in the main ballroom of Malfoy Manor waiting for people to arrive to the fete. There were many guests already in attendance talking and eating. Then the two heard a loud obnoxious laugh coming in there direction.

"Drakey!" screamed Pansy Parkinson, "Is it not wonderful to see me?"

Draco and Blaise shared a similar glance and replied, "Of course it is Pansy." She then quickly attached herself to Draco and started walking him around the room.

"So how have you been my love?" she said.

"Fine, I guess, Pansy. And yourself?"

"Oh I was hoping you would ask," she started, "Well Daddy's come into a bit of a rut and lost some money, so my allowance has been dropped to 1 million galleons a week, and I am barely surviving Draco." God she was whiney, "And he said I have to marry soon, but I haven't a clue who!"

"Well –"

"But you could marry me couldn't you Drakey!" She had a puppy dog look on her face, "I mean, I love you, and you love me, so I say we do it."

Draco started to pull away from her when he spotted red in the corner. He looked over and Ginny was standing with her friend Luna. Ginny was beautiful, she was wearing a navy blue velvet-y dress with beading on the side. It hung on her body perfectly and her hair was tied into a beautiful perch on her head. He started to make his way towards her when someone grabbed his arm… again.

"So, Draco, what do you think?" said Astoria in his ear.

"Oh I think you look rather lovely," he looked her up and down in her red dress.

"Not _me _you prick… Ginny!" She watched as his gaze wondered to the red headed beauty across the room. She had known Draco practically her whole life, and she had never seen him be so in awe of a woman ever before.

"She looks magnificent"

Astoria laughed. "Well I can't say it was all my doing, I just provided the dress, and the shoes. She said she was going to do everything else herself."

Draco watched Ginny as Blaise approached her and Luna and grabbed his girlfriend in a hug and took her off to meet his friends. Ginny stood by herself searching the room for a familiar face. She spotted Draco staring at her from across the room and lifted her hand in a small wave hello. He saw her cheeks turn bright red in blush. Astoria broke in, "Go Draco!" She gave him a small shove and he walked up to Ginny.

"Hello," he said confidently, "So I see you've decided to come."

"Yes, Captain Obvious," she giggled a nervous but sweet laugh, "I thought I might enjoy myself just a little."

"Well, I'm glad you came," Draco said softly, "And I might I add that you look gorgeous tonight?" Draco admired the lovely shade of red her cheeks had taken.

"Why thank you. And you look very dashing tonight," Ginny said to lighten the mood.

"Well It seems that you don't know a single soul here except my best friend's girl, so I should properly introduce you to my friends." He held out his arm to her as she her small hand to the crook of his elbow. He started to circle her around the room explaining who everyone was. He then walked her up to an elderly woman who was sitting in a chair with a young male companion.

"Polly," the woman looked up to where Draco and Ginny stood, "This is my co-worker Ginny Weasley whom I've asked to join us tonight." Polly stuck out her hand to Ginny.

"How do you do Ginny? I'm Draco's great aunt Polly Worther." Ginny took her hand and responded, "I'm quite well, thank you Ms. Worther."

"This is my great nephew Matthias Worther," she motioned to the boy next to her, "He is visiting from the American school, Armorta." The boy stuck out his hand for her to shake and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you." Draco watched as Ginny and Matthias engaged in a conversation about Armorta. Then Polly started to talk to him.

"She's very pretty, Draco," she said watching Ginny.

"She is, but we're not like that, Polly," he said shaking his head. Polly smirked at him mischievously.

"I know you, Draco, and you may not be like that know, but I know that you can't resist true beauty," she smiled and called to Matthias. Draco tapped Ginny on the arm and said, "We have more people to meet." She took his arm again and Polly watched as they walked off.

Draco introduced her to many of his friends. It seemed he had known most of them for the majority of his life, and Ginny noticed that he didn't have a lot of new friends. She was one of maybe three new friends.

Ginny and Draco were making theire way to another group of friends when the same shriek from earlier sounded. "Drakey! " Pansy appeared on the other side of his shoulder. "You never did answer my question from earlier." She batted her lashes obnoxiously. Crabbe and Goyle were standing behind her waiting to talk to Draco for the night. Draco looked uncomfortably between Ginny and Pansy and then saying, "No, Pansy, and now is not the time." Pansy gave a humf and started to turn away, but then did a double-take towards Ginny. "And who is this Draco? How rude of you not to introduce me?" Draco paused and looks between the two again before Ginny stuck out her hand and said, "Ginny Weasley. I believe we've met before." Her tone was polite and not at all resentful against her.

"The weaselette!" She shouted.

"Stop Pansy," said Draco sternly. He knew that not only was Pansy drunk, but she could say some rude things while sober too. She cackled loudly like a wicked witch.

"You? Brought the Weasel?" she said incredulously, "That's about the funniest thing I've seen all day." Draco started to steer her away, but she continued anyway.

"Why would you invite such filfth into this party," then the alcohol kicked in, "She's _trash_ Draco! TRASH!" The whole room had turned their attention to the commotion. All of the sudden someone shouted "STUPIFY" and Pansy dropped dead to the floor.

"Sorry mate," Blaise said, "She was killing the party." Someone in the room started clapping and soon everyone joined in. Blaise took in the scene and started bowing jokingly.

Draco turned around looking for Ginny, but found her nowhere.

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